"It's nothing." Ye Zong waved a hand.
Then he turned and instructed a subordinate, "Notify the Alchemist Association. Everyone has nearly exhausted the pills distributed earlier. They must prepare recovery and healing pills before the next wave of the beast tide begins."
"Yes." The subordinate accepted the order and withdrew.
Beside him, the patriarch of the Saint Nether Family was also in tattered clothes and badly injured. Of the three pinnacle families, only Shen Hong, patriarch of the Sacred Family, remained in good condition. He had been going through the motions without putting in any real effort.
The patriarch of the Saint Nether Family cupped his hands toward Ye Zong. "City Lord, this beast tide numbers around five hundred thousand. There should be one final wave, and it will be the fiercest."
"Most people here have exhausted their soul force, suffered injuries, or run out of stamina. They cannot face the next wave at all. We need to deploy fresh forces."
"My Saint Nether Family can send another two Black Gold Demon Spirit Masters, three Black Gold warriors, and thirty Gold Demon Spirit Masters. As for the rest, City Lord, you will have to ask the other families to send reinforcements."
"Mm." Ye Zong nodded, then summoned another subordinate and gave his instructions.
"Make the arrangements as the Saint Nether patriarch suggested."
The subordinate nodded in understanding and went off to make the arrangements.
The patriarch of the Saint Nether Family then said to his son, "Lin Jian, I'll leave this to you."
"Yes, Father."
Chen Lin Jian, who stood nearby, nodded in agreement.
The Alchemist Association.
Because of the beast tide and the invasion of the City Lord's Mansion, all of Glory City urgently needed pills. The Alchemist Association had therefore sent only a small contingent to provide support.